Valkyrie

Qin Changsheng withdrew his hand, looked at Situ Huang's tomb that might explode at any time, and nodded.

At this moment, Situ Huangfen was screaming repeatedly, and his whole body was like a ball covered with patterns.

Lin Huang watched quietly, with a ruthless expression.

In just a few breaths, Situ Huangfen's body was covered with black veins. Just when Qin Changsheng was about to take action again to end Situ Huangfen's current state, those black veins appeared on Situ Huangfen's skin. They began to weave together, and wisps of black energy entangled themselves to form a network...

"It seems that although he has not stepped into the realm of gods, his physical body is suddenly comparable to the body of gods, otherwise he would have exploded!"

Qin Changsheng said.

"The current state can be regarded as a blessing. Even if it cannot obtain the inheritance of Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb, the strength of its physical body can be raised to a higher level. In the same situation, it will not be at a disadvantage!"

Lin Huang spoke.

Qin Changsheng nodded, then turned his head and looked in the direction of Wangui Mausoleum.

Lin Huang also climbed up into the clouds, his eyes passing over the billowing waves of ghost energy, and looking at the ancient peak in the distance.

That's not Gufeng...

It's an ancient monument.

A mausoleum!

The ancient stele was ten thousand feet high, completely black, like the color of a ghost, and covered with the dried corpses of the gods.

On top of the ancient stele, there is still soil from the ground, which shows that this ancient stele was just unearthed not long ago.

There is not a word on the ancient stele, but it is full of ancient runes...

Those runes don't look like the writing of any race in the heavens.

But that ancient monument stood there, like a mountain of gods and demons that suppressed the Yin and Yang realms, majestic and ancient.

Full of vicissitudes of time and ancient majesty.

Lin Huang looked at the ancient monument and felt a sense of insignificance in his heart.

He is like an ant.

For a moment, his heart was agitated. He didn't expect that this ancient monument was just standing there, and there was a power of rules spreading throughout the void, and he felt inferior.

"Is this... the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts..."

Lin Huang murmured to himself, although the ancient monument stood on the yellow sand plain, no god was approaching at this moment.

Surrounding the ancient monument, there are two peaks. On the peaks, there are iron-blooded flags representing Luanxing Sect and Taikoo Tower flying.

On the other side, there is a high mountain temporarily built up from stacks of countless boulders, with the Dayan Sect's flag on it.

On the periphery of the ancient stele mausoleum, there is another warning defensive formation.

In the formation, there is a sea of ​​swords flowing and rotating.

Any god who wants to get close to the ancient monument needs to step through that sea of ​​swords.

But in fact, these gods who are flocking here rarely come into contact with the formation formed by the combination of the three sects.

Because that ancient monument carries its own pressure.

Under the three realms of gods, there is no way to resist the majestic pressure of the ancient monument.

The gods in the first realm can only lie down on the ground in order to protect themselves.

The gods of the three realms, the four realms, and even the five realms cannot get past that formation.

The three sects have been operating in the Chaotic Ancient Territory for a long time, and their background is naturally good. It is impossible for gods under the Sixth Realm to enter the ancient monument.

At this moment, there are still several gods advancing in the circular formation.

They may sit cross-legged and practice. Or bending over and lowering your head to move step by step with difficulty.

Some people can only kneel down on one knee and use their hands to support themselves so as not to completely crawl. Others were covered in blood. Obviously, the physical strength could not withstand the pressure of the ancient monument. You must know that they were powerful gods from the Celestial Crocodile God Clan.

Those gods in the six realms and seven realms can't get close to the ancient monument, so the countless gods observing from all directions feel a lot more balanced.

It turns out that even the gods of the Sixth and Seventh Realms cannot approach the ancient monument, so it is only natural that they cannot approach.

There was a god who held his hands on the ground to prevent himself from falling. His hands suddenly lost strength and he lay flat.

Lin Huang looked at the scene in the distance and frowned slightly, "With such pressure, if you want to reach the front of the ancient monument, at least the Eighth Realm God will take action!"

Qin Changsheng nodded noncommittally, "If you want to use brute force to break through the pressure of the ancient monument, oh no... that's not called pressure, but the power of ancient rules. If you want to use brute force to break through it, , I definitely can’t do it without killing a bunch of gods from the Eight Realms!”

As he spoke, Qin Changsheng pointed to the distance, "Except for those who died in the formation, the skeletons in the three sects' sealing formations should have been suppressed by the power of rules. Presumably there are many in the Sixth Realm among them. Even the gods of the Seven Realms!”

"In this case, it may not be necessary to throw Yan Tian Can Jue away. Just the power of this rule can kill a god. The effect is not necessarily worse than Yan Tian Can Jue!"

Qin Changsheng shook his head...

"Look carefully at that ancient monument!"

Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the ancient stele of Wangui Mausoleum again, but he didn't see any clues. It wasn't until his eyes glowed with black and white light that penetrated the layers of fog that he was shocked.

At the bottom of the ancient stele, there are actually several ghost platforms engraved with ancient runes.

Each of the four ghost platforms has a young god sitting cross-legged.

Lin Huang could tell at a glance that the gods who were sitting cross-legged and practicing under the ancient monuments were the most talented among the geniuses.

"This is the power of Yan Tian Canjue!"

Qin Changsheng said, "Its function is not only to open the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Ghosts after being gathered together, but each of these remnants is also a token. Holding the remnants of Yan Tian, ​​you can step onto a ghost platform, and when you step on the ghost platform, you can It means that it has been initially approved by Wangui Mausoleum!"

"It seems that there was more than one battle before!"

Lin Huang frowned, "For a quota, all races will kill each other!"

Qin Changsheng suddenly smiled, "It's a pity that among the eleven tribes on the border of the human race, not one of them has set foot on these ghost platforms!"

Lin Huang immediately understood what Qin Changsheng was talking about.

The value of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts is too terrifying, enough to drive any race crazy, and Yan Tian Canjue is the ticket to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts!

In this way, if the armies of the eleven clans crush the Ancient Territory, it is really possible to get tickets for the genius of the clan.

"Then if our mid-week Yan Tian Canjue is thrown out, Situ will lose his preliminary qualifications, or..."

Lin Huang said in a long voice, "Is there a back door?"

Qin Changsheng did not answer Lin Huang's question. He just smiled and said, "Just wait for the flowers to bloom!"

Yin...Ling Ling...Yin...

At this moment, the sound of flute sounded again in the void of heaven and earth.

Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed and he turned to look in all directions.

However, outside the Ten Thousand Ghosts Tomb, except for the three major sects and the gods heading towards the ancient monument, the others who were watching were hiding in the dark and could not be found.

"Why is she here again?"

Lin Huang asked.

Qin Changsheng shook his head, "Concern leads to chaos. Why don't you calm down and listen to the sound of the flute!"

Lin Huang frowned slightly, this guy really could stand and talk without pain in his back.

However, he still calmed down and listened to the sounds between heaven and earth...